Chapter Sixteen

Shadows of Acceptance

As they stepped inside the elegant mansion, Millicent could sense the tension in the air. Queeny Elizabeth Vanderpuije, her formidable and stern mother, led them through opulent halls adorned with luxurious art and furnishings. Desmond tried to keep his composure, but his nervousness was palpable.

"Sit," Queeny commanded, gesturing towards a plush sofa. Desmond hesitated for a moment, unsure if he should sit down in such opulence with his tattered clothes, but Millicent gave him an encouraging nod, and he reluctantly took a seat.

The maids soon arrived with refreshments, setting a tray of exquisite pastries and tea before them. Desmond's eyes widened at the sight of such delicacies, but he hesitated to reach for them. Millicent noticed his discomfort and gently nudged him to take a pastry.

"Go on, Desmond. They're delicious," she said with a reassuring smile.

Desmond cautiously picked up a pastry, trying not to make a mess with his clumsy fingers. He took a small